Welcome to the crazy. (Actually, at the moment, it's rather serious!)

"That's... Rather impressive, if I do say so myself!"

"This.... was made by my grandsire...."

"The sword, or the armor?"

She hums slightly, exploring.

The tower's stairs turn into a slide and she goes downwards.

"Both," he says, clearly shocked.

"Iiiiiiiiiinteresting! I wonder how it got here!"

"I... Don't know. But I know it should be with me," he says, hefting it up and putting it on.

For a few seconds, Stonepaw turns a lovely shade of lilac. Then he turns back to normal.

Maranka laughs loudly, trying to climb -up- the slide.

The slide drops her down into another path, this one leading to... TREASURE!

Stonepaw settles the armor, rolling his shoulders.

The armor is perfect, and not too heavy.

"Oh, grandsire..."

"That seems to fit perfectly! How interesting! Well... we need something for our brave adventurers to face, now don't we?"

She starts putting the treasure in her cape.

"Vandura, made for a Badger Lord, it is the kin to this blade. The matched set..."

And, instantly, Stonepaw and Maranka are stuck in a cave. Lots of torches, skulls, and rats decorate it.

color=turquoise]"GAH!"[/color]

Stonepaw growls, his armor and weapon seeming to perfectly compliment each other.

The path ahead of them splits two ways. Goblins come down both of them, armed to their ugly little teeth.

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"...If a blond man comes out, I'm running."

One of the goblins happens to be blond.

Maranka blinks, then poofs, screaming something about Jareth.

Stonepaw steps forth, roaring a wordless challenge.